Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
The bastard offspring of smalltime offal magnet Thelonious Prodan and brought up in the coal laden eastern gulags of the northern flatlands.
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I began writing as a slavishly scatological attempt to escape from the rigours of the all night meat train. The bland and tyrannical consequence of which would have been endless dystopian years on the factory floor. Reeking of the poisoned mucous and bile injectors so selflessly paralysed and remotely ineffective as to be rendered virtually incapable of unique or individual thoughts. This was the only course of action left to take in order to avoid such a long and drawn out and mutilated death.
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